Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Panama and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing X-101 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fuzztones,
The Fugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Tubeway Army,
KRS-One,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Albert Ayler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gichy Dan,
Barbara Tucker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Index,
The Skatalites,
The Martian,
Monolake,
The Doors,
Television Personalities,
The Golliwogs,
Q and Not U,
Slave,
June of 44,
DNA,
Crooked Eye,
New Order,
Thompson Twins,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yusef Lateef,
Lalann,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Isaac Hayes,
ABC,
Lightning Bolt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Leaves,
Ronnie Foster,
Essential Logic,
Sex Pistols,
The Toasters,
Young Marble Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blake Baxter,
Chris & Cosey,
John Holt,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
48th St. Collective,
Bad Manners,
Rapeman,
One Last Wish,
Scion,
Basic Channel,
The Residents,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.